“Kakaka!”
Seeing Wu Wenping's shitty performance, An Jingzhi jumped up from his director's seat and asked, "What are you doing? Are you like this when you're working in the fields?"
"I told you to just be normal and behave like normal, but are you always so much of a show-off?!"
It’s not that An Jingzhi is irritable, but that Wu Wenping has wasted twenty times in a row.
I originally thought that the scene of working in the fields would be easier to shoot, so I shot it first, which would allow everyone to relax a little. But I didn't expect it to be such a complete failure.
After being scolded by An Jingzhi for three consecutive minutes, Wu Wenping became more and more ashamed and lowered his head to swallow the spit.
The villagers who were pointing and laughing at him felt a sense of awe in An Jingzhi when they saw his appearance, and no longer spoke and walked around casually on the set as before.
After An Jingzhi finished cursing, he glanced around and found something.
He calmed down and planned to have a good talk with Wu Wenping and the actors present.
"Everyone come here."
Everyone looked at each other, and the old branch secretary nodded and led the way.
The old branch secretary only has a small role to play. It’s not his turn yet, he just comes over to take a look and help out.
Everyone found it novel, and since it was related to the village's prosperity, everyone who had free time gathered together.
"Does everyone want this movie to be a good one?"
Looking at everyone, An Jingzhi glanced at them one by one.
"Of course I do!"
Everyone expressed their opinions firmly.
If they don't want to, why would they go through so much trouble? Although the loan amount is small, it will still be something if each family gets a share.
"If you want to, then you have to listen to me." An Jingzhi said without question.
"Some of you are my elders, some are my brothers, and there are many important things I cannot say directly."
"But now the situation is that if I don't show up, no one will take it seriously. They'll just laugh and joke around on set and there's no rules at all."
An Jingzhi felt even more headache when he thought of the complaints that the crew members had made to him. These crew members did not dare to care about the villagers.
Having seen their ferocious side, who would dare to stiffen their neck and control others? They could only tell An Jingzhi secretly.
The old branch secretary tapped his cane and said sternly, "Don't worry, Jingzhi. Just take care of it as it should be. Don't worry too much!"
"Anyone who doesn't obey," he said with a glance, "is not a member of our Xiaoan Village!"
Uncle An Liu, who was swept by him, subconsciously shrank his neck, took a half step back, and muttered, "Who is disobedient? It's not my turn yet. I should take a few steps and see what's wrong. I didn't move."
An Jingzhi's glance over also caught the attention of the old branch secretary.
The old branch secretary looked over and said with a cold face, "Especially you!" He raised his hand and pointed at him, "You are relying on your seniority to mess around in the crew. There are rules everywhere. Since we trust Jingzhi, we should listen to him."
"If I find out you're acting like a big shot on this set again, I'll immediately take your whole family and get the hell out of our Xiao'an Village."
Uncle An Liu was already over sixty years old, yet the old branch secretary still said such things to him in front of him. He immediately felt embarrassed and his face turned red.
The old Party Secretary didn't insist, but turned to the others and said, "It's the same for everyone. If I see or hear you breaking the rules again, get out!"
People in the countryside attach great importance to the place where they have taken root, and expelling them from the village is considered a severe punishment.
Everyone was silent, lowering their heads and eyes and no longer talking.
After the old branch secretary scolded everyone, An Jingzhi carefully explained to everyone how to perform.
After a morning of adjustment, it finally looked good when I turned it on in the afternoon.
Looking back at the clip just now, Xu Siming stroked his chin, nodded and said, "Passed."
Wu Wenping on the opposite side breathed a sigh of relief. The entire village was here. He was the only one who was scolded like a grandson in the morning. He had lost all his dignity and face, but he didn't dare to do anything.
After the old branch secretary's words, even outsiders from the crew dared to yell at them in the afternoon, but he was in the wrong and could only accept the scolding.
An Jingzhi walked over and watched for a while before looking up at Wu Wenping, who was waiting nervously on the side. He said, "This part is more natural. Not bad. From now on, just act like this. Relax a little and pretend the camera isn't there. If you're really nervous, just imagine you're actually working in the fields."
Wu Wenping nodded, feeling bitter. In terms of age, he was several years older than An Jingzhi, yet now he was being ordered around by someone else.
But he was also a little happy because he was the first one to be praised!
There was no more scene for him next, so Wu Wenping relaxed completely and waited quietly on the side. Seeing the others being scolded by An Jingzhi, he was actually extremely happy in his heart.
Especially since An Jingzhi still scolded his elderly elder Uncle Six with a cold face, he felt strangely balanced in his heart.
"It's all the same, it's not shameful."
He thought his voice was quiet enough, but it seemed unusually loud on the set.
An Jingzhi's cold gaze swept over him, and he immediately covered his mouth and smiled apologetically.
When he saw that the other party was no longer paying attention to him, he breathed a sigh of relief and dared not speak anymore.
"Sixth Uncle, can you act well now?"
After being scolded by the old branch secretary in front of so many young people in the morning, Uncle An Liu felt a little unhappy, but he still tried his best to cooperate in the afternoon. However, An Jingzhi still scolded him several times in front of everyone without mercy.
Uncle An Liu wished he could find a hole in the ground to crawl into right there and then. After hearing what Wu Wenping said, his face turned even darker.
Seeing that he still didn't say anything, An Jingzhi said calmly: "How about I ask the old branch secretary to come and talk to you?"
Uncle An immediately raised his hand and said, "No, no, I understand. Let's do it again. I can definitely act well!"
An Jingzhi knew that many people in the village were a little weird, especially Uncle An Liu, the famous old rogue in the village. If he didn't have a cold face, the other party would just smile and get away with it.
In fact, the previous performances of Uncle An Liu were not unusable, but there were still some flaws. After all, this concerned the future life of Xiaoan Village, and An Jingzhi didn't want to just muddle through.
Uncle An Liu couldn't help but feel unhappy because of his strict requirements.
“Action!”
This time, Uncle An Liu put in his utmost effort. He recalled how he spoke to people in the past, and his lines became more and more fluent, as if these words were tailor-made for him.
"Card!"
After the performance, Uncle An Liu realized belatedly that he seemed to have said a line wrong!
"I'm sorry, Jingzhi, Sixth Uncle really didn't remember it." He said embarrassedly, rubbing his hands.
An Jingzhi and Xu Siming ignored it. They were just watching the performance. These plays were written to fit the characters.
Uncle An Liu's impromptu performance not only did not destroy the character's image, but made the character's logic more reasonable.
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